A small peasant girl

Chapter 207 Want to eat tofu brain

"Zhuanger, daddy is back home, are you happy?" Liu Dashu's first thing to do when he returned home was to look for his son. When he saw Liu Xiaozhuang sitting on a low stool, looking at him with sad eyes on his immature face, he immediately put it down. The tool in his hand lifted Liu Xiaozhuang up and hugged him, "Zhuanger our precious son, what are you doing, is it not comfortable? Or was someone bullied? Talk to dad about anything, dad is here Don't be afraid."

"Father." Liu Xiaozhuang whispered in a childish voice, he was too weak, even if he was bullied by his peers, he would not dare to fight back, but this time it was not because of this reason, but because he had eaten Wenzi and sent it over. Behind the tofu head, the little boy has already begun to think about food in his heart.

Although Liu Xiaozhuang is young, he has lost his mother since he was a child, and his father can't be with him all the time when he has to work. When he spends more time alone, his mind becomes different from his age. He is very good at reading people's faces and knows his own It's not easy for Dad to be busy working all day to earn money to support him, so he usually doesn't dare to make any demands.

"Good boy, you can talk to daddy about anything, don't be afraid." Liu Dashu is both a father and a mother, and he has a much more delicate mind for the son in front of him than Ma Daha of the same age. Mother, Liu Dashu is not someone who is willing to find a daughter to come back to live at will, so he still has a lot of guilt towards Liu Xiaozhuang in his heart.

"Daddy, Zhuanger wants to eat tofu nao a little bit." After thinking for a while, Liu Xiaozhuang mustered up the courage to speak out, and then looked at Liu Dashu with an expectant expression, his little mouth squeaked.

Liu Dashu's carpentry skills are good, but it is inevitable that he is not good at cooking and housekeeping. Usually, Liu Xiaozhuang doesn't feel much when eating the barely edible food cooked by Liu Dashu, but since he ate tofu nao, he found that It turns out that other people's food is delicious, and the taste buds' requirements have been strengthened a lot.

"Oh, my baby son wants to eat tofu nao, yes, Daddy will take you to eat it now." Liu Dashu gently touched Liu Xiaozhuang's little head with his hand, he can still pay for a bowl of tofu nao, the point is that it is rare The son in his arms would have something to eat, so the cocooned Liu Dashu walked towards Liu Meihua's house with the happy Liu Xiaozhuang in his arms.

After Wenzi delivered tofu noodles to the people in Liujia Village last time, the old people in the village came to buy them to satisfy their hunger from time to time, so Wenzi was careful, and left a small wooden bucket for the family when making tofu noodles, specially for the door-to-door People who buy bean curd eat it.

Of course, they are all from the same village, especially the elderly who don't have much money on hand. Liu Meihua always collects a penny and a bowl for a symbolic amount. For this reason, the children in the second room are often praised by the village elders.

Liu Dashu put Liu Xiaozhuang on the ground, and said to Liu Meihua who was putting on the soles of his shoes at the door, "Please give us a whole bowl of tofu."
"Sure, let's fix it now." Liu Meihua just cleared a small piece of land at the door, and put wooden barrels and bowls and chopsticks on the big frame. She can not only watch the house, but also sell tofu brains, and no one is busy. You can still do needlework when you are free, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone without delay.

"Daddy also eats tofu nao, it's delicious." Liu Xiaozhuang hugged Liu Dashu's calf and talked to his father beside him in a coquettish tone. Just share it with your dearest ones.

"Strong boy is good, dad doesn't eat, strong boy eat more." Liu Dashu talked to Liu Xiaozhuang with an amiable face, and he was also full of emotion for Liu Xiaozhuang's careful request.

(End of this chapter)